Five minutes later there came in a friend of Kitty’s, married the preceding winter, Countess Nordston.

And the Tatar ran off with flying coat-tails, and in five minutes darted in with a dish of opened oysters on mother-of-pearl shells, and a bottle between his fingers.

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Stepan Arkadyevitch was silent a minute.

Dolly grew calmer, and for two minutes both were silent.

"Matvey, my sister Anna Arkadyevna will be here tomorrow," he said, checking for a minute the sleek, plump hand of the barber, cutting a pink path through his long, curly whiskers.

"No, stop a minute, stop a minute," he said.

"No, stop a minute, stop a minute," he said.

Seeing that the woman standing in the doorway was moving to go, he shouted to her, "Wait a minute, I said."

Every minute of Alexey Alexandrovitch’s life was portioned out and occupied.

I know it’s disgraceful, but I go to sleep at the opera, and I sit out the opera bouffe to the last minute, and enjoy it.

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Anna got into her bed, and lay expecting every minute that he would begin to speak to her again.

"If you can, lead the race; but don’t lose heart till the last minute, even if you’re behind."

No, wait a minute; why not?

"No, I must just run round to the counting-house for a minute," Levin would answer, and he would run off to the fields.

Sergey Ivanovitch was for a minute surprised at this unexpected view of the subject; but he promptly made a new plan of attack.

"No, wait a minute," she said, clutching him by the sleeve.

Oh, well, then I can do it in twenty minutes.

The silence lasted for two minutes: Dolly was thinking of herself.

He reached Bryansky’s, spent five minutes there, and galloped back.

A few minutes later the colonel overtook them.

The little piece left uncut in the corner was mown in five minutes.

Five minutes later the brothers met in the dining room.

Catching sight of Kitty going away, and her mother meeting her at the steps, Levin, flushed from his rapid exercise, stood still and pondered a minute.

Wait a minute, sit down.

But do wait a minute.

In the very first minute the close group of horsemen drew out, and it could be seen that they were approaching the stream in twos and threes and one behind another.

Excuse me a minute….

No, wait a minute….

Ah, stop a minute!

No, stop a minute.

Stepan Arkadyevitch smiled hardly perceptibly, catching the instantaneous change he knew so well in Levin’s face, which had become as gloomy as it had been bright a minute before.

Wait a minute.

She had been on the lookout for her, glancing at her watch every minute, and, as so often happens, let slip just that minute when her visitor arrived, so that she did not hear the bell.

She had been on the lookout for her, glancing at her watch every minute, and, as so often happens, let slip just that minute when her visitor arrived, so that she did not hear the bell.

When he came back a few minutes later, Stepan Arkadyevitch was already in conversation with the countess about the new singer, while the countess was impatiently looking towards the door, waiting for her son.

In both groups conversation wavered, as it always does, for the first few minutes, broken up by meetings, greetings, offers of tea, and as it were, feeling about for something to rest upon.

"You know I made an offer and that I was refused," said Levin, and all the tenderness he had been feeling for Kitty a minute before was replaced by a feeling of anger for the slight he had suffered.

The overstrained condition which had tormented her before did not only come back, but was intensified, and reached such a pitch that she was afraid every minute that something would snap within her from the excessive tension.

Putting his elbows on the table, he bent his head on one side, thought a minute, and began to write, without pausing for a second.

Anna knew that Betsy knew everything, but, hearing how she spoke of Vronsky before her, she almost felt persuaded for a minute that she knew nothing.

That this was a trick and a fraud, of that, he thought for the first minute, there could be no doubt.

The end was expected every minute.

The heaviness in his head and the weariness in his limbs that he had felt a minute before had suddenly gone.

No, wait a minute, please.

"A meeting for one minute, for I’m going," said Betsy, smiling and putting on her glove.

The silence (though it lasted no more than a minute) became too intolerable to him.

"I’m afraid will die this minute."

As he drove up to the Karenins’ entrance he looked at his watch and saw it was ten minutes to nine.

This was evident from his confusion and embarrassment in reading the minutes.

When the princess came into the room five minutes later, she found them completely reconciled.

Three minutes later Levin ran full speed into the corridor, not looking at his watch for fear of aggravating his sufferings.

"I’ll wait another ten minutes," he said to himself, clearing his throat and wiping away tears.

Ivan, obviously doing his best to save her every minute of unnecessary labor, made haste, opening his arms to clutch the bundle and lay it in the cart.

After looking at the portrait for a minute, Alexey Alexandrovitch shuddered so that his lips quivered and he uttered the sound "brrr," and turned away.

For two minutes, his head bent forward with an expression of an intense effort of thought, he stood with the revolver in his hand, motionless, thinking.

At the very instant he was going away I would have turned him back and told him, but I changed my mind, because it was strange that I had not told him the first minute.

No, wait a minute.

There was no position in which he was not in pain, there was not a minute in which he was unconscious of it, not a limb, not a part of his body that did not ache and cause him agony.

Chapter 13 Levin put on his big boots, and, for the first time, a cloth jacket, instead of his fur cloak, and went out to look after his farm, stepping over streams of water that flashed in the sunshine and dazzled his eyes, and treading one minute on ice and the next into sticky mud.

"Coming immediately," said the clerk; and two minutes later there did actually appear in the doorway the large figure of an old solicitor who had been consulting with the lawyer himself.

Levin heard the secretary hesitatingly read the minutes which he obviously did not himself understand; but Levin saw from this secretary’s face what a good, nice, kind-hearted person he was.

Most unpleasant of all was the first minute when, on coming, happy and good-humored, from the theater, with a huge pear in his hand for his wife, he had not found his wife in the drawing-room, to his surprise had not found her in the study either, and saw her at last in her bedroom with the unlucky letter that revealed everything in her hand.

Writing out on note paper in his minute hand all that he owed, he added up the amount and found that his debts amounted to seventeen thousand and some odd hundreds, which he left out for the sake of clearness.

For a minute he was still, and with the same despondent face gazed at the baby; but all at once a smile, that moved his hair and the skin of his forehead, came out on his face, and he went as softly out of the room.

The priest, on finishing the prayer, put the cross to the cold forehead, then slowly returned it to the stand, and after standing for two minutes more in silence, he touched the huge, bloodless hand that was turning cold.

Conscious of it, and conscious that any expression of his feelings at that minute would be out of keeping with the position, he tried to suppress every manifestation of life in himself, and so neither stirred nor looked at her.

"Wait a minute, there’s something I want to say to you," and taking his broad hand she pressed it on her neck.

"Well, but would you like to change this minute with Sergey Ivanovitch?" said Kitty.

Levin, who a minute before had been in the happiest frame of mind, now looked darkly at everyone, and everything displeased him.

He turned white, and for a minute he could hardly breathe.

"Oh, no, Kostya, oh, wait a minute, oh, do listen!" she said, looking at him with an expression of pained commiseration.

He was exhausted, and felt it a great effort to drag his staggering legs out of the mire, and for a minute he hesitated.

For the first minute it seemed to her unsuitable for Anna to be on horseback.

And for the first minute, from habit, it seemed to him that he was to blame.

"In a minute; in a minute!" answered a voice, and to his amazement Levin heard that the doctor was smiling as he spoke.

"In a minute; in a minute!" answered a voice, and to his amazement Levin heard that the doctor was smiling as he spoke.

Put yourself in her position for a minute.

Yes…. oh, no, wait a minute!

"I’ll see this minute," answered the porter, and glancing into his room, he took out and gave her the thin square envelope of a telegram.

They sent up here from the Vronskys just this minute, to meet Princess Sorokina and her daughter.

And not for one minute could we leave him alone.

Some minutes more passed, they moved still further away from the children, and were quite alone.

You go in, sit down, talk for five minutes of the weather, get up and go away.

He must stay two minutes longer.

Three minutes passed; it seemed to Levin that more than an hour had gone by.

Two minutes more passed while the doctor was putting on his boots, and two minutes more while the doctor put on his coat and combed his hair.

Two minutes more passed while the doctor was putting on his boots, and two minutes more while the doctor put on his coat and combed his hair.

But still the minutes passed by and the hours, and still hours more, and his misery and horror grew and were more and more intense.

Twenty minutes had passed.

Not long, ten minutes more….

Fifteen minutes there, fifteen minutes back.

Fifteen minutes there, fifteen minutes back.

But her calculations might be wrong, and she began once more to recall when he had started and to count the minutes.

An evening train went at two minutes past eight.

A few minutes after Kitty had left the room she sent for Levin to come to the nursery.

Here, wait a minute.

Dolly simply wondered at all she had not seen before, and, anxious to understand it all, made minute inquiries about everything, which gave Vronsky great satisfaction.

No, wait a minute.

But to him, knowing her, knowing that whenever he went to bed five minutes later than usual, she noticed it, and asked him the reason; to him, knowing that every joy, every pleasure and pain that she felt she communicated to him at once; to him, now to see that she did not care to notice his state of mind, that she did not care to say a word about herself, meant a great deal.

And every time he was brought back from a moment of oblivion by a scream reaching him from the bedroom, he fell into the same strange terror that had come upon him the first minute.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

She was sitting in the drawing room near a lamp, with a new volume of Taine, and as she read, listening to the sound of the wind outside, and every minute expecting the carriage to arrive.

In a minute.

He looked at the princess, who had been so dear to him a minute before, and he did not like the manner in which she welcomed this Vassenka, with his ribbons, just as though she were in her own house.

Minutes—those minutes when she sent for him and he held her moist hand, that would squeeze his hand with extraordinary violence and then push it away—seemed to him hours, and hours seemed to him minutes.

Minutes—those minutes when she sent for him and he held her moist hand, that would squeeze his hand with extraordinary violence and then push it away—seemed to him hours, and hours seemed to him minutes.

Minutes—those minutes when she sent for him and he held her moist hand, that would squeeze his hand with extraordinary violence and then push it away—seemed to him hours, and hours seemed to him minutes.

After having some lunch, he lay down on the sofa immediately, and in five minutes memories of the hideous scenes he had witnessed during the last few days were confused together and joined on to a mental image of Anna and of the peasant who had played an important part in the bear hunt, and Vronsky fell asleep.

In the books on political economy—in Mill, for instance, whom he studied first with great ardor, hoping every minute to find an answer to the questions that were engrossing him—he found laws deduced from the condition of land culture in Europe; but he did not see why these laws, which did not apply in Russia, must be general.

"Wait a minute, we’ll make him tidy first," and Lizaveta Petrovna laid the red wobbling thing on the bed, began untrussing and trussing up the baby, lifting it up and turning it over with one finger and powdering it with something.

This shrewd man’s flattering words, the naive, childlike affection shown her by Liza Merkalova, and all the social atmosphere she was used to,— it was all so easy, and what was in store for her was so difficult, that she was for a minute in uncertainty whether to remain, whether to put off a little longer the painful moment of explanation.

Dolly was completely comforted in the depression caused by her conversation with Alexey Alexandrovitch when she caught sight of the two figures: Kitty with the chalk in her hand, with a shy and happy smile looking upwards at Levin, and his handsome figure bending over the table with glowing eyes fastened one minute on the table and the next on her.

Why, when there was a tempest in her soul, and she felt she was standing at a turning point in her life, which might have fearful consequences—why, at that minute, she had to keep up appearances before an outsider, who sooner or later must know it all—she did not know.

She looked at the lower part of the carriages, at the screws and chains and the tall cast-iron wheel of the first carriage slowly moving up, and trying to measure the middle between the front and back wheels, and the very minute when that middle point would be opposite her.

The other unpleasant incident, which for the first minute destroyed his good humor, though later he laughed at it a great deal, was to find that of all the provisions Kitty had provided in such abundance that one would have thought there was enough for a week, nothing was left.

…her dress, her coiffure, and all the preparations for the ball had cost Kitty great trouble and consideration, at this moment she walked into the ballroom in her elaborate tulle dress over a pink slip as easily and simply as though all the rosettes and lace, all the minute details of her attire, had not cost her or her family a moment’s attention, as though she had been born in that tulle and lace, with her hair done up high on her head, and a rose and two leaves on the top of it.

For the first minute she had been offended at his jealousy; she was angry that the slightest amusement, even the most innocent, should be forbidden her; but now she would readily have sacrificed, not merely such trifles, but everything, for his peace of mind, to save him from the agony he was suffering.

No one, looking at his white hands, with their swollen veins and long fingers, so softly stroking the edges of the white paper that lay before him, and at the air of weariness with which his head drooped on one side, would have suspected that in a few minutes a torrent of words would flow from his lips that would arouse a fearful storm, set the members shouting and attacking one another, and force the president to call for order.

In spite of the scrupulous conscientiousness with which Sergey Ivanovitch verified the correctness of the critic’s arguments, he did not for a minute stop to ponder over the faults and mistakes which were ridiculed; but unconsciously he began immediately trying to recall every detail of his meeting and conversation with the author of the article.

Oh, wait a minute, though," he said, still holding her and stroking her soft little hand.

Oh, I’ll be off this minute, if I’m in the way."

" He felt dismayed and vexed for the first minute, that his brother Nikolay’s presence should come to disturb his happy mood of spring.

I can tell you it all beforehand," and a wicked light gleamed in her eyes, that had been so soft a minute before.

Stop a minute, let’s sit down," said Kitty, making her sit down again beside her.

…the same wall between the holy of holies of my soul and other people, even my wife; I shall still go on scolding her for my own terror, and being remorseful for it; I shall still be as unable to understand with my reason why I pray, and I shall still go on praying; but my life now, my whole life apart from anything that can happen to me, every minute of it is no more meaningless, as it was before, but it has the positive meaning of goodness, which I have the power to put into it.

…one fat cigarette after another and extinguishing them on the edge of a full ash tray, with Dolly, and with the old prince, where there was talk about dinner, about politics, about Marya Petrovna’s illness, and where Levin suddenly forgot for a minute what was happening, and felt as though he had waked up from sleep; the other was in her presence, at her pillow, where his heart seemed breaking and still did not break from sympathetic suffering, and he prayed to God without ceasing.

"Wait a minute, you don’t know…. stay a little, stay!

Stop a minute, stoop down," said Kitty’s sister, Madame Lvova, and with her plump, handsome arms she smilingly set straight the flowers on her head.

The minute the chief secretary came out, I announced him," said the hall porter with a good-humored wink.

She only stayed ten minutes, talking of society gossip, and on leaving she said: "You’ve never told me when the divorce is to be?

"Vassily Lukitch, in a tiny minute!" answered Seryozha with that gay and loving smile which always won over the conscientious Vassily Lukitch.